I love you, I won't kill you

When Claire and Julie got into the car, Alice came out of the living room.Walked all the way to the car and asked Claire, "Hey, uh... Detective Morgan, don't I need to go to the police station?"

Julie smiled, "No, you just need to tell the patrolman what you know." After speaking, she pointed to a white man in a patrol uniform standing beside Alice.

When Claire drove Julie away from the Lincoln area where Julie's parents lived, she asked, "Is it summer vacation? Uh... how long are you planning to stay in Chicago?"

Julie glanced at the right rearview mirror, and the patrol car escorting Michael followed slowly.Then to Claire, "Well, yeah. Maybe...a week, I have business to go back to New Haven."

"Why, aren't you going to spend the summer vacation in Chicago?" Claire said regretfully.

"Uh...I made an appointment with some classmates to go to Florida for summer vacation." Julie replied calmly.

Claire smiled, "Not bad! Sunshine, beach, palm trees, muscular boys and pretty girls."

Julie laughed, "Hehehe, Detective Morgan, you want to go too? It's a pity that Sheriff Mitchell won't give you a vacation."

There was a lot of laughter in the Ford car, and Julie asked later, "Uh... this Michael, what are you going to do?"

"It's very simple, first detain him for 48 hours. As for the few charges you brought against him..."

"What? Do you trust that guy and won't do the same thing to me in the future?"

"Take it easy, Julie. I mean, as long as the accusation of sexual harassment against him is established, I believe you will win." Claire comforted Julie.

It's not that because Julie is the sheriff's daughter, there will be a certain degree of preferential treatment.Most of the women who have the courage to stand up and accuse the suspect or the company of sexual harassment can get a lot of compensation.

Julie asked again, "The accusation is established? Huh, I want to see this guy's expression in court. Look at this!"

"What do you mean? Did you record the conversation?" Claire turned her head in confusion and looked at the phone in her hand

"Yeah. When I found this guy hiding in the room and peeping, I was ready to send him to jail." Julie replied confidently.

Claire smiled and shook her head, "It's a pity that you don't become a policeman."

Looking at the street outside the window, Julie said with a smile, "Hehe, I would rather work as a judge than as a law enforcement officer. If you have legal issues in the future, you can come to me."

It takes 12 miles to walk from the block to South Michigan Avenue where the police headquarters is located, which means that after about 30 minutes, Claire drove into the parking lot behind the headquarters building.

Julie followed Claire into the police headquarters building and took the elevator to the office of the Major Homicide Unit.The major homicide team, which occupies almost one-third of the floor, is not in the office at this time.

Claire smiled and said as she walked, "Does this place look like the office of a life insurance company?"

Julie looked back and forth curiously, "Hehe, it does look like it. If there weren't these people, it would be more like it." Looking at the uniformed police officers passing by from time to time, she said casually.

"Hi, Morgan, is this your sister?" A plainclothes police detective asked curiously as he passed by.

"Oh, I hope so. Hey, see the Sheriff?" Claire asked.

"Oh, it should be at the scene of the crime, right?!"

"Understood. Julie, you can go to the sheriff's office to rest first. If you want to drink something, I'll treat you!" Claire asked Julie with concern.

"Uh... thanks. An espresso."

When Sergeant Ralph Mitchell, dressed as a Wall Street banker, stepped out of the elevator, he asked the plainclothes police detective beside him eagerly, "Where is my daughter? Is she injured?"

The detective hurriedly said, "Sheriff, she is in your office now. Don't worry, she is not injured."

Opening the office door, Ralph was greatly relieved when he saw his daughter sitting on the sofa safe and sound.Trying to walk forward with a smile, and extended a fatherly hug to his daughter, "Hi, baby, are you okay?"

Julie also smiled and stepped forward to hug her father, and said softly, "Daddy, I'm fine."

Ralph patted his daughter on the shoulder, and sat back at the desk with a supportive and encouraging smile.After thinking for a while, he picked up the phone on the table and called Claire outside the office, "Detective Morgan, come to the office."

Standing in front of the large and huge glass windows of the office, Julie looks out over the Metro Line, the elevated light rail line that is only one block away from the police building.At this time Claire was standing opposite Ralph's desk, explaining in detail the situation of the police dispatch.

"I see, let's deal with it like this. Uh... Is there any evidence to charge him within 48 hours?" Ralph stared at Claire calmly and asked.

"Sir, uh... yes. He can't get away with the two crimes of invasion of privacy and sexual harassment."

Ralph continued, "Well, get this over with as soon as possible. I don't want my daughter's name and picture on the headlines of tomorrow's Tribune or the Sun-Times."

After Claire turned and walked out of the office, Ralph got up and walked to his daughter, and said softly, "Honey, I will do my best to protect you and your mother. I will not even protect you if it is not necessary." Would love to have you testify against that son of a bitch."

Julie glanced at her father beside her, "Thank you, Daddy. But sexual harassment happens in every corner of society every day. If the daughter of a sheriff can't protect herself well, then what happens outside the window?" What should the civilian women and children do? Are they capable of protecting themselves?"

Then he said to his father, "Are you worried that public opinion on this matter will affect the work of the police station?"

Ralph turned and stared at his daughter, "Hehe, don't worry, it will be fine."

Julie just said relaxedly, "Okay, uh... As the sheriff's daddy, can you find a lawyer for your daughter? Even though your daughter is also a lawyer."

The Talbot law firm in Chicago's Mid Loop received a call around 10:[-] a.m.Soon it was from the paralegal to the landline of attorney Connie Hendricks.

"Hello, uh... a case of sexual harassment? Where is the address? Who is the victim?" Connie asked with great interest.

After hanging up the phone, Connie leaned on the sofa and stared at the high-rise buildings in the Loop area outside the glass window, and said to herself, "Julie Mitchell, Mitchell? The sheriff of the Chicago Police Department also has the last name of M. Chell, could it be..."

When she walked out of the office with a briefcase, Connie, dressed in a fashionable beauty, said to her assistant, "I'm going to the police station. Cancel the afternoon appointment for me."

Twenty minutes later, a white convertible two-door Mercedes-Benz CLK20 pulled into the Chicago Police Department parking lot.It wasn't until she walked into the sheriff's office that Connie realized that her suspicions seemed to be correct.

Smiling, he walked to Ralph's desk and said, "Hi, I'm Connie Miller Hendricks of Talbot LLP."

Turning around and sitting on the sofa, he said, "If I'm not mistaken, Julie Mitchell is your daughter, right?"

Julie looked at her with a smile, "Hmm. I want to ask how you charge? You know, I'm just a student, and I'm afraid I can't afford the high legal fees."

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